I Am Extraordinary Alone
Chapter 287 - 285 Keynote Speech: Slave to Power (Part 1)

Chapter 287: Chapter 285 Keynote Speech: Slave to Power (Part 1)

At 2:20 p.m., in the top-floor conference hall of United Council Headquarters.

Presidents and elites from various countries who had been invited gradually made their way into the venue, engaging in conversation with one another, searching for their assigned seat numbers, while anxiously waiting for the speech to begin.

Wei Tianyang, backstage, pulled out his mobile phone to check the time.

April 22, 2111, he had turned 21.

Steijie, along with Saint Mary, Spencer, and others, entered the hall. As one of the few globally with direct contact with Wei Tianyang, he was immediately surrounded by many of the presidents.

"If you have any questions, why not ask him directly after the speech," Steijie said with a smile, "I have some association with him, but I can’t guess his thoughts."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhao Ling, accompanied by Venerable Xu and a host of Yin Country businessmen, appeared in the hall, and the crowd immediately surged towards her.

Feeling somewhat disgruntled by the crowd’s swift departure toward Zhao Ling, Saint Mary muttered sarcastically, "She’s like the star attraction of a nightclub."

"She is indeed quite beautiful, over a hundred years old and eternally youthful, anyone would be envious," Spencer said.

Steijie smiled without comment, turning to head toward his seat.

At 2:50 p.m., the host Helena Mina took the stage, and all the guests in the hall took their seats, quieting down.

Helena Mina stood at the podium, without any manuscript; she was well-versed in delivering talks on such occasions.

"I am Helena Mina, Council Director of the United Council, and also the initiator and moderator of this speech," she began.

"You here are all influential figures with the power to shape the future course of history on this planet, so let’s not waste words."

"The theme of this speech stems from the reflections and demands of an individual we cannot ignore, which are also thoughts I have long wanted to express, but could not freely due to my position."

"We live in a miserable world, as we all are well aware, but few are willing to do something about it, instead allowing the situation to deteriorate further."

"The theme of the speech is ’Slaves to Power,’ and the speaker, a fortunate few here have already made contact with, while the vast majority may only know of his experiences through documents."

"I hope that after this speech, you will be inspired to change."

As Helena Mina surveyed the audience, the presidents sat expressionless, probably not taking her seriously, while the businessmen whispered among themselves, and the CEOs and representatives of the pharmaceutical companies showed displeasure.

"I will not waste any more of your time," Helena Mina said, turning her head towards the back of the stage.

Wei Tianyang walked onto the stage, immediately drawing everyone’s attention; the presidents adjusted their sitting postures, leaning slightly in Wei Tianyang’s direction.

Steijie’s gaze moved past the crowd to find Zhao Ling, who was sitting in the second row, cross-legged, looking relaxed and composed.

Wei Tianyang stood on the platform, his eyes sweeping over the crowd below, and the hall fell silent. But since the moment these people had entered the conference hall, his ears had been filled with their noisy inner voices.

"End the speech quickly, I just want to talk to him."

"Does he think he can change the world? How naive. It’s unfortunate that such a person controls such powerful forces."

"Wei Tianyang is a mistake, we must find a way to rectify this error."

"What does he want to do? He must be feeling quite self-important by now, right?"

"Who’s mouthpiece is he being? That Yin Country bitch must have locked him down with her body."

"If he could disrupt the balance of power, he should not exist. Wei Tianyang is doomed."

"How can we be certain he won’t attack weaker nations, whether passively or actively? Who controls his deterrence power? I hope his speech addresses this."

...

Wei Tianyang’s eyes turned red; amidst the noisy inner voices, most wished him dead.

He understood this sentiment, for the simple logic behind it was fear.

"As everyone knows," he began, skipping the self-introduction.

The audience below held their breath.

"Almost three, close to four years ago. I was just a youth scraping by at a logistics company."

"To gather enough money to leave Chicken Snake Country, I boarded Tiantai Pharmaceutical’s sinking ship and became a Medicine Person."

"From your perspective, that experience granted me the power I hold today, the origin of my exceptional status. I became ’091’ in some people’s mouths, able to interact with high-powered individuals like Zhao Ling and Steijie at the age of 16."

"But from my own experience, I’m not thankful to Tiantai Pharmaceutical, nor do I reminisce about that time."

"I gained power, but I also lost my mother. If I had the chance to do it over, I’d rather give up this power for my mother’s embrace."

"Everyone yearns for power, after all, it’s the reason to become a king. The Heavenly Falling Objects have brought about drastic changes to human society, but these changes aren’t always for the good."

"I noticed that in developed countries, the Heavenly Falling Objects have helped researchers achieve remarkable breakthroughs in the medical field, curing many previously incurable diseases and significantly simplifying certain cosmetic surgeries, reducing their risks."

"But I also know and have deeply experienced that in the vast majority of countries, the Heavenly Falling Objects are utilized for military purposes."

"Superpower Special Forces have replaced nuclear bombs and biological weapons to become the new century’s deterrence. These powers are injected into soldiers’ spines through Black Medicine, and politicians—that is, you—control them through antidotes."

"The research of these Black Medicines has led to humanitarian disasters unprecedented in history, with weak and resource-poor countries forced to bow to pharmaceutical companies, selling their own population as resources."

"Behind each mature superpower Black Medicine lies the lives of thousands of Medicine People; every Superpower Special Force stands on the territory of countries without such forces, wielding so-called ’military threats’."

"Whether the research succeeds or fails, the Medicine People are on a path to death. They are promised a price that will never be paid, then, like moths to a flame, they end up unable to leave even a whole body behind, their remains discarded in the morgues of containment facilities."

"Even the lucky few Medicine People who succeed are secretly executed after demonstrating their superpowers to potential buyers or sponsors. Their lives are wasted, and no one cares."

"The Heavenly Falling Objects play a role at two extremes. I cannot deny their significance, but because of my unique experience and my nature, I cannot accept the current state of affairs."

"The pharmaceutical companies legally commit murder, providing you with an ongoing, controllable ’deterrence force’ to secure the power and strength of your rule over your countries."

"Ironically, your schools teach the young to believe in fairness and justice, that order trumps power, to abide by the law that treats the privileged and commoners differently."